The Mage Behind the Scenes From the Twin Cities Chapter 281

Looking at the distant shadows of the 15 iron ships, Seraphine stood on the bow with her teacher, looking inexplicably wondering what she was thinking.

"teacher..."

Seraphine said with some melancholy:

"Am I doing this right or wrong?"

Binding Bilgewater to the empire at a deeper level and sucking blood on these Bilgewater born of violent people was a plan proposed by Ziben at the time, and she acquiesced.

According to news from Bilgewater Bay, Ziben's plan was a success, and even Sarah readily agreed.

No Bilgewater can refuse the benefits that can be obtained, let alone after seeing the power of space battleships and iron ships, everyone is rushing to the steel giant ships produced by the Empire.

Now that the empire has pointed a clear path, cooperation has become inevitable.

"It doesn't matter if you are right or wrong, you are Seraphine, you think it's worth it, just do it."

Grid paused, then replied plainly:

"Bilgewater is located on the only road to Piltover's southward route, and it is far away from the interior. It is also for a variety of reasons that the Blue Flame Islands and Bilgewater Bay have become what they are now."

"Dirty, messy, and bad. It is a paradise for criminals and a **** for the virtuous. On this route, thousands of people come to pan for gold every day, and countless people die at sea."

"The cycle goes back and forth, and the Bilgewater is what it is today."

Seraphine's eyes flashed slightly, but there was not much hesitation in her eyes.

For Bilgewater, she doesn't actually have much affection. After knowing who most of the people live here, her emotions are mostly out of humanitarian sympathy.

What she cared about was something else.

It's a pity that even if Mr. Grid is just her teacher's avatar, she can't hear the voice of her soul.

Standing on the deck and letting the sea breeze blow for a while, Seraphine suddenly raised the corners of her mouth and smiled in a self-deprecating manner, as if she had figured out something, and her tone was filled with melancholy that was hard to hide:

"Teacher, human heart...is it really a complicated thing?"

Grid looked at her sideways: "I thought you already had the answer to this question."

The reply was quickly blown away by the sea breeze. I wonder if it was an illusion. Seraphine felt that the teacher's tone seemed to imply surprise.

Seraphine's hand rubbed the hem of her skirt slightly uneasy. She bit her lower lip, but she still crossed the threshold in her heart and said truthfully: "No...just...I thought the empire would be a little different."

There seemed to be a silent sigh in the wind, and in the unbearable silence, a deep and magnetic male voice came:

"Xiao Sa, in your eyes, what is an empire?"

"empire?"

Seraphine tilted her head and thought for a while, and half hesitantly and half tentatively gave her answer:

"A group of people fight for a belief or a belief, and this group of people builds a collective, which is an empire."

Grid neither nodded nor shook his head, just smiled and replied briefly: "Good answer."

Hearing the teacher's answer as usual, Seraphine's heart sank.

This is not the first time, but it has not been seen for a long time.

After answering the question by himself, he rarely saw a smile on the teacher's face.

That kind of smile she can be sure of... It's not a relief, her own teacher doesn't have that kind of emotion.

The smile on Grid's face... made her return to a few years ago in a trance. At that time in Piltover, the teacher often showed such a smile.

"Teacher." Seraphine couldn't help but said angrily, "Are you implying that I'm being too naive!"

"Not that."

Grid smiled and touched Seraphine's little head, as if pampering his own daughter:

"What you are describing is not an empire, but a church, or a mutual aid team, not even a kingdom or power. The concept of an empire is much bigger than this."

"Teacher, what is the bigger concept?"

Seraphine raised her head and blinked curiously.

If she didn't know, she actually had a vague answer in her heart.

But in the end, she still wanted to hear from her teacher.

Grid seemed to have seen through her thoughts, and his voice was still as calm as before:

"It's easy, man!"

"people?"

Without hearing the follow-up, Seraphine frowned and repeated what Grid said.

"Back to your original question, the human heart, in my eyes, is an extremely complicated thing."

With a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth, Grid said in a soft voice:

"When there are not many people in a group, they always have a strong will to fight for their dreams and ideals, and they will be exceptionally pure. But..."

Grid paused for a while, and the conversation changed:

"After going through the initial stage, the organization either disappears for various reasons, or grows slowly, and will always accommodate all kinds of people."

"It's like..." Seraphine thought for a moment, "The Trifali Council?"

"Nice metaphor."

Grid nodded with a smile, Seraphine was relieved, and the teacher's smile finally brought approval...

Not caring about the apprentice's small movements, Grid continued:

"In the beginning, after the Battle of Presidian, in order to change the empire and counter the darkness behind the empire, we decided to create a group that belonged to the empire. And its original name was named 'Trifari' by the commander."

"Trifari..." Seraphine looked complicated, "Teacher, I heard from Sister Katerina that Black Rose once invited you?"

The darkness behind the empire, she also learned a lot after joining the empire, it was the Black Rose led by LeBlanc. Senator Elise and Senator Vladimir are both members.

"They invited me and even made conditions that I would have a hard time turning down."

"However, the teacher refused!" Seraphine said.

No one would have thought that Ryan, who has always been Lord Swain's adjutant on the bright side, is the real Trifali controller.

But Seraphine still didn't know why the teacher chose the empire and why she was willing to do this for the empire.

Lord Swain was born Noxus, and he regarded the Empire as the most important thing in his life since he was a child.

But unlike it, his teacher was not a Noxian at first, but joined the empire halfway through, thus reaching this point.

Not only her own teacher, but another vice president, Darius, had a very similar experience to her teacher.

He also joined the empire later, but he dedicated everything for the empire. Even not long ago, if the teacher hadn't come forward, maybe he really killed his wife...

empire...

In these days of the Empire, she could feel the magic that all Noxians were crazy about.

But I haven't been able to give a definition to this feeling.

Whether it's a farmer, a toiling blacksmith, or a heroic soldier... and finally to the presidents of parliament who represent the will of the empire.

These various people, they seem to be able to dedicate everything for the empire.

She can detect this emotion in every imperial person, and while deeply shocked, she can't help but want to trace the origin and explore everything...

What kind of existence is an empire...

Perhaps, in her own heart, she actually has the same feeling as everyone else.

Watching the roads and buildings of the Immortal Fortress change day by day, and seeing the smiles from the hearts of those people, even in her heart, she couldn't help but have an urge to protect the empire and witness the rise of the empire.

"It's not difficult to understand." Grid glanced at Seraphine with a deep meaning, and continued to speak in a hurry:

"Back to your question. Initially, the Trifali Council consisted of me and the leader. After that, we recruited Darius, who had the same ambition. By this time, Trifari was still pure."

"For the Empire..." Seraphine murmured.

The original three members, each of whom is a person who has a heart for the empire.

Grid nodded and continued: "But in order to develop faster, Trifali needs to attract more elites. It happened that I met Camille in Piltover."

Coincidentally? This is no coincidence...

Seraphine murmured inwardly, but nodded obediently on her face.

Aside from the fact that Senator Camille was forced to return to Picheng because of her teacher, Ms. Camille was indeed a different existence from the first three Trifaris.

"She has a heart for Piltover, a heart for her family. But she can still be a part of Trifali, a fan of the Empire."

"Because the rise and fall of the family and Piltover has already been tied to the empire?" Seraphine asked uncertainly.

"That's right." Grid stretched out his hand to stir the wind, "Orianna and Victor are similar. Countless elites gather together because of common interests, and they will form a force or a kingdom."

"Elite...is this the difference between kingdoms and empires?" Seraphine was keenly aware of the word.

Grid tapped his chin to confirm her statement: "In a broad sense, an empire refers to a country or a force led by an emperor, and also refers to those powerful countries in general. But for us, it has a far-reaching significance. It's not that simple."

"Because..." Seraphine said seriously, "People!"

When she said this word this time, she did not have the previous doubts.

If you think about many things, you can understand the difference.

Compared with the powers and kingdoms in other regions, the empire is different in that the generals and people of the empire always want to fight for it from the heart.

This point is absolutely different from the noble and righteous character of Demacia. The empire can meet the premise of allowing everyone's personal ideals and goals to coexist, tying everyone together and striving for a common goal.

In the current empire, farmers who cultivate the land may one day be able to become local agricultural officials with their excellent agricultural skills. With their flexible business minds, businessmen may also be able to participate in national affairs like Bo Xue and his son.

Even an ordinary blacksmith might be able to shine in Zhanzheng College. Now the professor of the mechanical department in the academy used to be an ordinary blacksmith.

And Associate Professor Orianna, a few years ago, was just an ordinary person in Piltover.

Different people work in different industries. But everything they do can find their place in the empire.

No matter what you do, as long as you do your best, you will be respected by others.

Seraphine suddenly remembered something. Before leaving the Immortal Fortress, Senator Morgana seemed to be planning another imperial spectacle.

It seems to be called... the Forest of Steles of the able.

It is said that there will be hundreds of thousands of magical stone tablets, each of which represents an industry owned by the empire.

Historians will look for the names of those who have made outstanding contributions in various industries or left a strong legacy from the thousand-year history of the empire.

These names will be engraved on the stone stele by magic. Whenever someone stands in front of the stone stele and looks up at the name of the senior, they will recall the life of the senior in their minds, as well as what the other party has done for the empire in their own domain. Contribution, and the great deeds he has done...

"Empire... a place where everyone can pursue their aspirations and ideals equally..."

Seraphine looked at the endless sea in front of her, and couldn't help muttering to herself.

The empire is like the sea in front of us, the sea is inclusive of all rivers and contains all things.

And this is the reason why my teacher and those countless people from the Empire are willing to follow and fight for it...

Grid stood beside her~www.mtlnovel.com~ also looked at the sea: "The empire in everyone's eyes is not necessarily the same place. My idea with the commander is to give everyone a place to go. Chasing opportunity."

"It's like Ziben, who wouldn't have a stage for development in Demacia with his identity, and couldn't even survive in the Freljord with his physique. And in the Empire, because of his talent, We are willing to give him a chance to develop himself. That's the reason why you recruited him into the magic department when you were interviewing him at the time, wasn't it?"

Hearing her teacher's words, Seraphine burst into laughter.

Yes, with Ziben's mediocre magical talent, she didn't put the other party into the magic department.

At the beginning... Wasn't it because of his fiery heart that he wanted to prove himself.

At this moment, Seraphine seemed to have figured out everything, and there was a bright smile on the corner of her mouth.

Seeing the appearance of his apprentice, Grid couldn't help laughing secretly.

Seraphine's uncertainty today stems from a series of plans by Ziben.

In any case, a young child came up with a Bilgewater plan that was basically flawless. Such a thing is always unacceptable.

What's more, Seraphine herself is not big.

It's normal for Seraphine to have various thoughts about the cold-blooded and casualties in Ziben's plan.

But ah...

Grid's eyes flashed with meaning.

Let countless amazing talents to bloom their talents earlier, even if they spend human, material and financial resources to create a platform for them.

This is the beginning of an empire's prosperity...

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